"Hey, Declan?" He looks at me with the most beuatiful facial expression. "What?" I say to Isaac with a straight face, admiring him, just thinking abou... his shorts." I saw you peeking at me yesterday, are... are you gay?" When Isaac said this my eyes widened open. "Er, um... no" I was very nervous after that, stuttering when talking to him. He just looked down a bit, his eyes facing me a bit; looking adorable."Um... Sorry if I made this awkward...." My best friend was blushing, blushing at the. I use to masturbate and send her the video of me shaking my cock and taking the sperms out. She enjoys it very much when my cock shoot out the sperm and when it flows down slowly like a white flood. We used to chat in whatsapp for two months where we understood about each other well. She shared her personal problems. I used to call her on phone when she attending her clients and make her masturbate in her parlor in the rest room.Then we decided to meet. She asked me to come to her beauty parlor. Even so, I was distracted by the terrifying real sight of Sarah setting the camera up on a tripod, pointing towards me. As I reached him, my attention was instantly returned to him as he began to unbuckle my collar. I looked up at him, begging to be allowed to keep it, only to be met with a laugh. “Until midnight, you are mine, and mine alone", John explained. "Even think of defying me, and you will spend the next few hours in terrible, unrelenting agony.” The loss of my owner's collar made me. As Christmas approached, I was growing more confident with my progress at college and in adapting to my new life. I wasn't, however, making any progress with Belle. I was being very careful with her, of course, not pushing her too far or asking for too much in the way of intimacy. I restricted myself to petting and kissing, a frustration for a hormonal nineteen-year-old. I had a decision to make soon. Get more aggressive with Belle, or find someone else.I worked at the brewery all through the.